All language subtitles for Stitchers.S01E05.Stitcher.In.The.Rye.720p.WEB-DL.DD5.1.H.264-ECI

Previously on stitchers...

Hey, fisher. Welcome to
the stitchers program.

Kirsten, i have to
tell you something.
It's about ed clarke.

L.A.P.D. Is officially
ruling his death as a suicide.

I'm looking forward
to the day i prove you wrong.

Kirsten:
Ed ripped someone
out of this picture.

Any ideas who it was?

Maggie:
No, but i assume it's someone
he didn't think very highly of.

Does anyone outside of
the program know the nature
of your work here?

Not that i'm aware of.

But what about
inside the program?

If you ever feel uncomfortable
or experience any side effects,

Promise you'll tell me,
okay?

Cameron:
Peter brant.
This gent's our bomber.

Lisa keller died last night
at a rave in hollywood
from a drug overdose.

Maggie: Lilly ross.
Lilly and her husband scott
were on their honeymoon.

He found her body
in the alley.

Stitching affects you.
It makes you different
for a little bit.

Sometimes people get hurt.

(pop music playing)

¶ i used to listen
to the swan song
over and over ¶

¶ and it made me
so hungover ¶

¶ maybe now i don't like
to write so much 'cause ¶

¶ it requires liking
things too much and ¶

¶ i haven't liked
anything in a long time... ¶

You forgot the cheese.

Well, good morning, camille.
How'd you sleep?

Fine.
Thanks for asking. You?

Who sent you
catcher in the rye?

I don't know.
I found it out front

When i came back
from my run.

-Who said you could
open my stuff?
-Force of habit.

At least now i don't
have to reseal it

And pretend
it never happened.

You know what?
Speaking of
personal boundaries,

You wore my yfb shirt,
didn't you?

Me? No. Why?

Because it smells like curry

And you love curry,
and i hate curry.

Hey, can i borrow your shirt
for a date i have last night?

You can't ask today
for something you
borrowed yesterday.

But with you everything feels
like it already happened.

-And?
-So let's move my asking
to borrow your shirt

To yesterday,
where it belongs.

Yes, you can borrow my shirt.

-Thank you.
-You're welcome.

Well, this is good.
This is progress.

You and me, roomies.

We're sharing
each other's stuff,
and you know what?

I haven't read catcher
in the rye in awhile.

And it is kind of awesome,
so can i borrow it?

-No.
-Okay. Baby steps it is.

Do we have any cheese?

Justin link, 30,
died of a massive heart attack

After the breakfast rush
at his food truck.

-Oh, i love that truck.
-Why?

All it has
is ridiculously
expensive toast.

It's artisanal toast.

Both:
And now he's toast.

If he wasn't murdered,
why are we stitching into him?

Because when he wasn't
serving up toast and coffee,

Justin was quite
the busy conspiracy blogger.

Bigfoot and aliens
kind of stuff, or--

More like 9/11
was a false flag operation.

-He was a nutbag.
-Actually, justin was ex-cia.

Went off the reservation
a few years ago.

As you can see from his blog,

Justin lost himself
in conspiracies

About government secrecy,
spying, and cover-ups.

He's here, and we are
stitching into him, linus,

Because his posts
consistently came

A bit too close
to the truth,

Because nobody's been able
to determine his sources,

And because he ruffled
the feathers

Of an alphabet soup
of government agencies.

Justin claimed
to have thousands
of classified documents

Locked up tight.

Let me guess.
Somewhere nobody
could locate them.

Well, he was trained
to operate off the grid.

The day before yesterday
justin wrote that he received

Classified documentation
at 6:57 a.M. About another
government program

And conspiracy the public
needs to know about.

Here he promised
to post it tonight.

And as luck would have it

Drops dead of natural causes

Before he can go
public with it.

As far as we know,
it was just a heart attack.

The silver lining, however,

Is we now have
the opportunity
to find out how

And from whom
he's been getting
his classified information.

Ready?

-Stations, please.
-Sample is online.

Stitch journal sync in three.

Remember, kirsten,
we're looking for
justin's stash

Of alleged government
goodies and sources.

Two! Justin's mind
is a quagmire

Of weirdly
interconnected links,

So brace yourself. One!

Bones, buckle up.
It's going to be
a bumpy ride.

And mark.

Whoa. Cameron,
what's happening?

Woman:
Government conspiracy.

Man:
Uncovering the truth.

Man #2:
...Technology,
spying covertly...

Woman:
The world order.

Okay, this is weird.

(overlapping voices)

And that's what i'm saying.

Carbs, good.

Food pyramid promulgated
by uncle sam, bad.

What do you see,
little darling?

I'm at his truck
and in his blog
at the same time.

Do something.

I mean, it's obviously
a government-sponsored

Soft-kill eugenics program

Designed to
depopulate the earth.

Who's got
the maple butter?

So justin's a little
multiphasic little bugger.

-Linus, filters, please.
-Mm-hmm.

You don't even want to know

What the department
of defense is loading
into chemtrails.

Running the filter in three,

Two, one.

Agribusiness
is killing off honey bees

So they can corner
the food supply with gmos.

-Better?
-Yeah.

A little.

No. No, wait.

Uh, i'm not sure.

Her limbic system
is teetering.

Paranoid reaction
is elevated.

Oh, crap.

Oh, that's good.
Thank you.

Ayo:
She's getting into trouble.

-Deets, please.
-I can't.

Too many.
It's coming too fast.

Her brain is spinning
into insanity and beyond.

Just take
a deep breath, kirsten.

Just focus on
what's real.

I'm in the brain
of a dead man.

I work in a secret lab
underneath a mediocre
chinese restaurant.

You tell me what's real
and i'll happily focus on that.

Cameron:
Insane times call
for insane measures.

Okay. Kirsten?

You need to find
his home base.

Click your heels and say
"there's no place like home"
three times.

You can't be serious.

You need an anchor.
The oz reference
might ground you.

There's no place like home.
There's no place like home.

There's no place like home.

Where you at now,
stretch?

In his home.

But home is
inside the truck.

He cooked where he slept?

I'm so glad
i didn't know that
when i ate there.

We're wasting time.

She needs to find
where he kept his secrets.

Did he have a secure
storage area
of some sort maybe?

Like a safe, perhaps?

No, not that i can--

Hold on.

I think he's up to something.

You're not going to
freaking believe this.

(theme music playing)

¶ take me inside ¶

¶ take me inside ¶

What exactly are
we looking for here?

You'll see.

Yeah, you might not
want to--

Oh.

By the power of grey skull.

I think i went
to kindergarten
with those computers.

Yeah, they're pre-wireless,
pre-internet,

Totally unhackable.

He's got subcategories
in his sub-subcategories,

Ciphers in his ciphers.

Justin wasn't taking
any chances,

He's date and time-stamped
everything, too.

I think i found what
justin was going to
post tonight.

-Uh-oh.
-What uh-oh?

Go, go, go!
Go, go.

(car alarm blaring)

Well, that's great.

I think i read
about these once.

What kind of dark
magic is this?

Linus, do we even have
anything around here
that can play this?

Um, let me jump
in my delorean,

I'll go back to the future
and see if i can grab it.

We've got to tell maggie.
She's not going to be happy.

We could say something like,

"maggie, you look
lovely today.

"but this ancient
disk of justin's

Can't be read
by any of our fancy
government technology!"

So what did you get
off the disk?

Nothing. That ancient disk
can't be read by
anything in our lab.

Did i mention
you're looking
lovely today?

Justin's brain had
a very short lifespan.

There's not going to be
another stitch.

So, dr. Goodkin,
when choosing
between solutions,

And kissing my ass,
i vote for solutions.

I suppose we could
find an old drive

And an interface board,
and we might be able

To cobble up
a transfer protocol
of some kind.

Yeah, i'll check
the net for parts.

I'll start working on
a wiring diagram.

Have it done by
noon tomorrow.

Dr. Goodkin?

Yeah, it's something
maggie calls me
when she's annoyed.

She must
call you that a lot.

What's going on?

You said to tell you

If something was weird
in the stitch.

What happened?
You feeling okay?
What is it?

Yeah, i'm fine. I'm fine.
It's just i'm seeing stuff

That doesn't make sense.

That's the nature
of what we do.

We make sense of these--

I don't mean that.

I mean i'm seeing things
that seem out of place

In a particular
person's memory.

And now i'm seeing
that same oddball thing

In more than one person.

I'm not following.

-Peter brant,
remember him?
-Revenge bomber.

I saw a teddy bear
in his memories.

Well, maybe it was his
from when he was a kid.

Maybe.

But then why did i see
that exact same bear

In justin's memory?

-How can that happen?
-It can't.

So it's likely
it's a memory that belongs
to neither of them.

So it's mine?

It's possible.

I don't remember
ever having
a teddy bear like that.

I don't remember anything
before my father
ditched me with ed clark.

Why would i start
remembering that stuff now?

Could have something to do
with hooking your brain up

To a quantum computer
and running enough
power through it

To light a very small city.

I found an old picture
that ed left for me,
of him and my mother.

He wrote the word
"remember" on the back.

Remember what?

Thanks, doc.

Huh. Case missing.

(cellphone chimes)

Time's up.

Do you remember
what i said?

I thought you said
i had five more minutes.

Yes, and those
five minutes are up.

I have work to do.
It's my turn
to use the computer.

You've got more
computers in the garage.

Those are too old and slow.

It has been five minutes,
kirsten.

I don't know what
five minutes feels like.

Five minutes
feels like... That.

-(knocking on door)
-i'm coming!

Hold your water. God.

What does this
look like to you?

The algorithm for stitching.

Thank you for waking me up
in the middle of the night
to show this to me.

Now, bye-bye.

Ask me why i would risk
my high-level clearance
to all things stitchers

By removing this
from the lab.

Because rules
mean nothing to you.

That would be true
if i had actually
taken it off premises,

But i didn't.

I got it off this.

Justin had that on that?

You know what this means?

Someone from inside
the stitchers program
gave it to him.

There's that.

And i can't rule out
the possibility it was you.

Why would i leak
the most crucial information
about my own lab?

Eliminate the impossible
and whatever's left,

No matter how improbable,
must be the truth.

You leaking the algorithm
for some unknown reason

Is not impossible.

Um, how do i know
it wasn't you?

Why would i wake you up
to divulge the leak

If i was the one
doing the leaking?

To, uh, double fake me out?

-Give me your phone.
-Why?

To prove you didn't do it.

You can't prove a negative.

You can't not prove
that i can't.

-Phone.
-What happened to trust?

Trust? Here's trust.

When we first met
you pretended to be
an anal jerk

Only to cover that you
were a slightly less anal jerk.

You do things
you don't want to talk about

And you don't share
anything with me
other than recipes.

I told you
what really happened
to marta, didn't i?

Nothing i couldn't have
figured out on my own.

Yes or no? Did you leak
the algorithm to justin?

-No!
-There's only
a handful of people

Who have high-level clearance
to access those codes.

-You're one of them.
-Yeah, and so is maggie,
linus, and camille.

So weird.

I keep getting
these spam messages.

You know what this is?

This is residual emotion
from the stitch.

You're experiencing
justin's general
distrust of everything.

Give me your phone,
dr. Smartypants.

Dr. Smartypants.
That's the best you can do?

I don't mock the stupid names
you call me.

They're terms
of endearment, dopey.

And b.T.W.,
that wasn't one of them.

That was an insult
because you are being--

Dopey. I get it.

Ouch. Phone.

-What are you doing?
-Checking tracking location

To see where you were
at 6:57 a.M. Two days ago

When the stitchers information
was handed off to justin.

-I disabled the app.
-Not well enough.

You were home.
You didn't do it.

Hmm.
You seem disappointed.

Your turn.
Let me see your phone.

I disabled tracking
and the encrypted uplink,

Like you could have
if you'd known how.

Well, don't feel bad.
Not many people do.

-Guess i'll have to trust you.
-Just like that?

And i'm the dopey one?

-What are you doing?
-Hacking into linus'
lonely world

To see if he's the leak.

You can't
seriously think that--

Like you said,
he's one of the few people

Who have access
to the full algorithm.

-Yeah, but i only said that--
-just to cover yourself?

-Yes, but--
-he's got his system
on lockdown.

You're invading
his privacy.
You know that, right?

We're stitchers.
We invade privacy
for a living.

Yes, but this is linus.

Look, i only need
to see where he was

When justin claims
to have received
the stitching codes.

Why don't you
just call his mother
to check his alibi?

-Good idea.
-Now, now.
Come on, kirsten.

And look at it this way.

How would you feel
if one of us hacked
into your stuff, huh?

My stuff is totally
unhackable, so...

I'd be impressed.

My mother won't
run my life-- one word.

One word.
Capital on the "f".

Linus' password.

He told it to me
when he had too many
tequila shots.

Okay, and for the record,

Someday you are going to
have to learn how to
trust the people in your life.

I'm in.
He has two smart phones

And five computers linked
to his home network system.

Keystroke biometrics
are a match on all of them

So we know
only he uses them.

-And-- wow.
-What?

For the last week
linus has been
pulling all-nighters

Playing minecraft,
knights of the old republic,

Tron legacy,
and three online chess
games simultaneously.

We must find
this man a girlfriend.

He was playing online
when justin was given
the algorithm.

-Oops.
-What "oops"?

He just locked me out.
He knows we hacked into his--

(ringing)

Why were you hacking
into my computer?

To clear you
of treason, linus.

Uh, yeah, which--
that was all kirsten.

I knew you weren't guilty.
You're welcome.

How did she figure out
my password?

Uh, remember
the other night
after work?

Damn you, tequila.

Someone leaked
the algorithm

For the stitch lab
to justin.

Our stitch lab?

No, the other stitch lab.
Yes, our stitch lab!

And thanks to
your gaming addiction
we know it wasn't you,

And it wasn't me
our kirsten either, so...

Well, the only other people
who have access to the codes,

Are maggie and camille.

-And it couldn't
have been camille.
-Why not?

Because it, uh,
it couldn't.

Yeah, that's not going to
fly with sherlock here.

She needs cold hard proof
that camille isn't a baddie.

So unless you were
with her at the time--

I wasn't with
camille that morning.

Why would you say that?
I mean, i wasn't with
camille that morning,

Or any morning
before work

In the morning.

Linus, i need you
to get camille and--

That's my sweatshirt.

That's my sweatshirt.

Camille? Camille?

Hey, kirsten,
can i borrow your sweatshirt

For a booty call
with linus last night?

You hooked up with linus?

You hooked up with camille?

Yeah. Go me!

Look, to answer your question,

Camille was staying
at the hotel linus

While the algorithm
was leaked to justin.

That leaves maggie.
She's going to be
at the stitch lab soon.

Meet us there.

Get dressed.

Linus. Camille.

You know what?
Wear what you're wearing.
Let's go.

Oh! Mind blown.

Put these on.
Cameron.

Yeah, no, i'm sorry.
I just-- i just need a minute

To digest what
we just interrupted.

Why? They only slept together.

Yeah, but they work
together, too.

-So what?
-So, awkward!

I mean,
what if they break up?

They have to see each other
every day at the office.

They're adults.
They can handle it.

At least, camille is--
sometimes.

-Anyway--
-so...

You're okay with
co-workers dating?

Yeah. I'm not okay with
linus wearing my sweatshirt.

Now please, get dressed.

Ugh. Thank goodness
you're all here.

-I have something i need
to tell you.
-(gunshots)

-Call 911.
-Hey.

I'm fine.

Hold up! Wait!

-Call them.
-If you call 911,

If you call anyone,
i will kill you.

Hold up! Wait.

Explain to me what we're
going to do with the armed
assailant after we catch him.

-How is she?
-She's fine, thank you.

The bullet grazed her arm.

I gave her a tetanus shot.
She'll be fine.

That was incredibly
reckless of both of you.

Will you give us a moment?

-Keep pressure on that.
-Yes, mother.

That was on justin's disk.

I'm not sure
i like your tone.

The "you're
the only person left

Who could have leaked
the code" tone?

Yeah, that one.

So, did you leak the code?

Linus, remember when we met?

You were just 19,
answered that ad
in your school paper.

The agency posed
a math problem

And whoever could solve it
earned the right to apply

To an elite government
position. Remember that?

-Yes.
-And cameron.

Poor little rich boy
choking on that silver spoon

Mommy and daddy
left in your mouth

Until i came along
and gave meaning

To that fabulous
education they paid for.

Where are you going with this?

Camille, you were
a lackluster phd. Student

Who got a chance
to run with the big dogs.

But without me,
you'd likely have had
to leave the program

And take a teaching job
with some underfunded
public school.

You're nasty
when you get shot.
You know that?

My point is
that i didn't raise
the three of them

From the depths
of obscurity

Only to risk your lives,
and my life, for that matter,

By compromising the program
that i have spent

The better part
of two decades building.

Plus, you will forgive me
if i don't put too
delicate of a spin

On this point,
but i am bleeding
all over this desk.

I didn't give
the algorithm to anybody
outside of this office

Because at the time,
i was having breakfast
with leslie turner.

He is the director
of the agency.

Now go. Work the problem.
Figure out who leaked
that document,

And if you can,
it would be nice

If you found
the son of a bitch
who shot me, too.

Hey, so i think it's best
if we're just friends.

With benefits?

That's not enough
for you, linus.

You know that.

-No one inside the lab--
-are we interrupting?

What? Interrupting what?

-No, no, no.
-Good.

No one from inside the lab
leaked the algorithm.

We've checked and rechecked
everyone who works here

Even people without
high-level clearance.

Ayo's apartment
was tented for termites.

She was at
a friend's house
that morning.

And bob the test tube guy?
He was working out
with his trainer.

Dude, i don't get it.

The algorithm only exists
in hard copy, only in here.

It didn't just
walk out by itself.

Maybe one of
the bumblebee drones got in

And snapped a few pictures.

Okay, let's take justin's
tinfoil hat off, sparky,

And come at this
from an angle that's
a tad more logical, yeah?

There's not a lot to go on.

Remember, in the stitch
you said that

That the images were coming
at you too fast.

What if you did
your brain-timey thingy
and slowed them down?

Maybe there's something
in there that you missed.

Guy in a suit.
Nothing special.

Envelope.
Butterfly tattoo
on someone's wrist.

Broken watch.

Homeless guy
in a wheelchair.

That's all there is.

I know who did it.

I've seen this.
If you could tell us
why we're watching it.

Freeze it.

-Zoom in on marta's wrist.
-Magnifying 125.

150. 250.
Just tell me when.

-300.
-Stop.

That exact tattoo
was on a woman's wrist
in the stitch.

Guys, i just got off
the phone with the hospital.

Marta rodriguez woke up

And checked herself out
almost a week ago.

(softly)
damn it.

So it was marta i saw
give justin the envelope.

-You're positive
it was that tattoo?
-I am.

It has to be marta.
She's the only person
beside us that has access.

Then find her--
from inside the lab, people.

If she took a shot at me,
who's to say she won't
go after one of you?

Marta's doctors
said they tried
to follow up with her

After she was discharged.

They never heard back.

Her landlord and neighbors
haven't seen her either.

How well did you know marta?

You mean were
we going out?

You two seemed close.

We were and we weren't.

We were getting there.

But then
the accident happened.

I'm sorry.

I visited her
at the hospital
nearly every week.

I brought her flowers.

Sometimes i talked to her.
I thought that
might wake her up.

Maybe if i was there
when she did--

-You couldn't
have stopped her.
-You don't know that.

I'm beginning
to understand what stitching
does to a person.

I don't know how
she could've been
unaffected afterwards

Even without the accident.

She's just not like me.

No one's like you, stretch.

So why'd you recruit her?
She doesn't have
temporal dysplasia.

N.S.A. Profile showed
she was good in every area

And off the charts in one--
protective instinct.

So when she volunteered
to be our test pilot,

We thought she'd be
the right fit.

What was marta's specialty
at the n.S.A.?

Cryptography.

C-i-t-r 94.

Okay.

"a" is "y."

"k" is "d."

"m" is "g."

Marta.

It's all good.
You're going to be safe now.

Have you guys seen kirsten?

No.

Why are we here?

(music plays loudly)

Marta, what are you doing?

-What are you--
-shh!

Nobody's listening.
Come on.

Watch.
I coded an app.

It sweeps for radio
frequency pulses.

I check the house every day.

Clear. It's clear.
The place is clean.

Let me see it.
The phone, let me see it.

I knew we were the same.

Get packed.

Why?

I know a place.
I'll take you there.
You'll be safe.

Safe from what?

Them.

(cellphone rings)

It's kirsten.

Where are you?

Who's them, marta?

Stitchers.
They're evil.

They have to be stopped.

Kirsten:
So you leaked
the algorithm to justin

To stop stitchers.

Marta:
Exactly.

And when that didn't work,
i tried to kill maggie.

Marta:
How is that lying bitch?

Kirsten: Bad.
I don't think she's
going to make it.

Good.

Otherwise
i'd circle back around
and finish the job.

You need to get packed. Now.

My bedroom's in the back.

Call fisher.

The stitchers program
destroys people.

It almost killed me.

I heard you
stayed in too long.

Didn't bounce in time?

Right. It's my fault.

Cameron tell you that?

Typical.
He couldn't possibly
have made a mistake.

-How do you know
what you're feeling isn't--
-residual emotion?

No.

What i'm feeling,
what i know, is real.

I know they'll use you
like they used me

Until something goes wrong.
And it will.

And when that happens,
they'll try to
make you disappear.

The stitchers program
was created to help people.

By sending us places,
secret places nobody
should ever go.

That's not how they see it.

They turned us
into grave-robbers.

A newlywed killed
on her honeymoon.

An 18-year-old girl
murdered trying to
save a friend.

Some of those graves
shouldn't have been filled
in the first place.

Oh, you still think
you're solving murders.

They don't care
who killed those people.

They're sticking you in
as test runs for
something bigger.

Test runs?

For what?

I don't know.

But if we don't leave now,
we're both dead.

Look who's here.

Our knight in shining armor.

It's over, marta.
We know what you did.

He promise
to take care of you?

Like you took care of me?

-Marta.
-Okay, marta.
Put the gun down.

Did cameron tell you
to trust him...

Like he told me?

You're right.
I asked you to trust me
and you shouldn't have.

I let you down.

(sirens approaching)

You hear those sirens?

They're coming for you.
Get out now
while you can.

I have to protect you.

I have to save you.

You and i,
we're the only two people
in the world who know!

Police officer:
Marta rodriguez!

(cellphone ringing)

This is the police!

(cellphone ringing)

Come out
with your hands up.

How did you
get this number?

Marta rodriguez,
the place is surrounded.

Come out with
your hands up.

I understand.

(helicopters overhead)

Who was that?

-Easy.
-Marta rodriguez!

The place is surrounded!

Come out with
your hands up!

You're going to
be safe now.

Marta.

Marta, don't go
out there with that gun.

Marta, give me the gun.

Marta rodriguez!

-Come out with
your hands in the air!
-Thank you...

-For the flowers.
-Step out of the house.

This is your final warning.

-Marta, wait!
-Don't!

Officer:
Put the gun down

And get down
on the ground!

Put the gun down
and down on the ground!

Do you hear me?
You got to drop that gun!

-Put it down!
-(gunshots)

-It's not your fault.
-Yes, it is.

-We have been over this.
-You weren't working
the controls that day.

Marta stayed
in the stitch too long.

You weren't inside her head.

You begged her
to bounce, she wouldn't.

-She couldn't.
-Because she
violated protocol.

You want to have
a pity party, fine.
Have at it.

But it ends before
you walk back in the lab.

If i walk back in.

You will, because no one
understands this technology
the way you do.

And no one else
can keep kirsten as safe.

We're just about done here.

Sorry it turned out
like this.

So are we.

Arrange to divert
marta back to the stitch lab.

-Start the protocol.
-Cameron.

Don't.

Just don't.

You called marta,
didn't you?

-Called her?
-Before she went outside.

You said something to her
that made her do this.

It wasn't me.

Because you were
having breakfast with
les turner again?

Because it wasn't me.

How do i know
you're telling the truth?

Kirsten, we're not
stitching into marta.

We need to know
what she knows,

Who else she told
about the program.

It's too risky.

Because someone else
might try to kill you

Or because you don't
want us to see

What she really knew
about stitchers?

You want to drag
marta's body into the lab,

Slide her into
the corpse cassette

A few feet away from cameron?

Probe her deepest memories
that may include him?

-He wants to do it.
-He only thinks
that he does.

Cameron's a big boy.
He'll be fine.

No, he won't.

You saw what thinking
he caused marta's coma
did to him.

Imagine how he'll react
to helping plunder her brain.

Cameron is not like you,
kirsten. Trust me.

-Trust you.
-Or not.

I'm going to leave
that one to you.

Did maggie tell you?

No-go on stitching marta?

You okay?

-Why do people do that?
-Do what?

Ask if you're okay
when they know
you're not okay.

You ever notice that?
People ask if you're okay

More often
when you're not okay
than when you are okay.

Okay.
So you're not okay.

Actually...

I think i am. For now.

Maybe in a week
or a month,

A couple years from now,
who knows?

I'll be in my car
and something will
remind me of marta.

And then it will hit me
and then for those moments
i won't be okay.

But... That's fine.

Because if i didn't
feel the loss,

It would mean
i didn't care.

I didn't--
i didn't mean that--

I'm not saying that
you don't care.

I know you do, but...

Do i wish that i could
process this all
in an instant

And put it behind me?

Do i wish i was
more like you?

Yes.

And no.

Man:
The program dodged
a bullet this time.

Your phone call to marta
was well calculated.

I appealed to her
protective nature.

I pointed out that
if the police brought her in,

If the curtain
were pulled back from
the stitchers program--

The agency would
have to deal with all of us

In an undesirable way.

Marta was a good soldier.

She knew what
she had to do
to protect kirsten and...

She did it.

Les, i lied
to my team for you.

I told them
that justin died
of a heart attack.

You did your job, maggie.

You killed a man
so that you could
stitch into him.

We had solid intel
justin had our algorithms.

We needed to know
if it was true.

And if it was true,
who gave it to him.

So you didn't know
it was marta?

If i had known,
this all would have played out
very differently.

Still, there had to be
another way.

There wasn't.

I mean, for god's sake,
what was i supposed to do?

Interrogate him?

Justin was former c.I.A.
You know how you guys are.

Conditioned not to crack.

He had our algorithms.

He was going to post them
for the world to see.

And if he did? That's it.

All over.

The lab,
the stitchers program.

All of us
gone for good.

And our technology
in the wrong hands.

I wasn't going
to let that happen.

-That's all.
-Kirsten clark
is a smart girl.

What do i tell her
when she asks

What our $8 billion
program

Is really
designed to do?

Tell her
whatever you want.

As long as
it's not the truth.

(theme music playing)

¶ take me inside ¶